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posted by zb @ 10:04 0 comments

i want a livejournal....
it's as if the u2 fan community is this....
little incestuous family...
i follow links and 'friends' pages, and find even *more* people that i 'know'...
and find out things about people that i 'know' that i didn't know....
i believe the murder spree has been halted in it's tracks because of two things.
a) i need to go clean the old apartment (finally. done. moving.)
b) there were two more chapters of one of my fave fics posted when i went to looks....
secrets 23 and 24 baby!

today's music?
Out Of Control, both the 1980 Boy version and the Nov. 2, 2001 Philly version.
love that song

posted by zb @ 08:55 0 comments

ever feel like you want to mangle all living things within a 50 mile radius?

between the cat mauling me last night and this morning (all i bloody want to do is *SLEEP*, thank you very much), and the entire Shrub thing last night (no, i don't want to get married, but if at some point in the future i *DO* it's nice to know that i might upset the entire space-time continuum by doing so...)

"I think it is very important for our society to respect each individual, to welcome those with good hearts, to be a welcoming country," Bush said.

"On the other hand, that does not mean that somebody like me needs to compromise on an issue such as marriage," he added. "I believe in the sanctity of marriage. I believe a marriage is between a man and a woman, and I think we ought to codify that one way or the other."


He isn't my president, he isn't deserving of the title.
He shouldn't have to compromise, but should i?
do i pay taxes?
do i work my tail off?
am i a (shock, shock) HUMAN FUCKING BEING?
sorry, i appear to have time-warped back to the 1800s and become a black woman.
and people wonder why i wanted to stay in england....

i want a livejournal.
wahhhh.

posted by zb @ 08:44 0 comments

and, as the brain burps....

a thought for the day....

when i look at the world
music: U2, lyrics: bono and the edge

When you look at the world
What is it that you see?
People find all kinds of things
That bring them to their knees
I see an expression
So clear and so true
That changes the atmosphere
When you walk into the room

So I try to be like you
Try to feel it like you do
But without you it's no use
I can't see what you see
When I look at the world

When the night is someone elses
And you're trying to get some sleep
When your thoughts are too expensive
To ever want to keep
When there's all kinds of chaos
And everyone is walking lame
You don’t even blink now, do you
Or even look away

So I try to be like you
Try to feel it like you do
But without you it's no use
I can't see what you see
When I look at the world

I can't wait any longer
I can't wait till I'm stronger
I can't wait any longer
To see what you see
When I look at the world

I'm in the waiting room
Can't see for the smoke
I think of you and your holy book
While the rest of us choke

Tell me, tell me, what do you see?
Tell me, tell me, what's wrong with me

posted by zb @ 10:15 0 comments

oh, my.
i'm in trouble.
so, yesterday at the massively popular earth-friendly grocery store chain where i work a vendor rep came in.
nothing to extraordinary, right?
just a coffee rep for a new line we've started carrying. (granted, it's a very exclusive pseudo-Latin America growing region that costs and arm, a leg, and a foot, but still....)
he gave me, as they all do, samples.
pre-ground samples.
i am picky about my coffee.
this is an understatement. :-)
they were pre-ground with no valve in the bag. (quick lesson - coffee gives off CO2 after it's roasted. this causes bags to explode, which is bad. most bags have one-way 'burp' valves so that this does not occur. generally, coffee only stops giving off CO2 when it's....STALE! ick.)

the pre-ground bit is worriesome too - universal grinds are almost always slightly wrong for every machine in an effort to make it fit every machine.

after listening to the entire *45* minute schpiel (which is a pain in the ass any day, but especially when i'm not thrilled with work and, as always, concerned about my finances is worse....), i go off thinking, 'well, hey - the rich snobs will love it, but...'

i just tried one of the samples.
they recommend using less coffee than normal.
i did.
the result should have been so bitter as to be (to me, at least) undrinkable.

it is not bitter. it is not undrinkable.
it is some of the best coffee i have had in....
well, at least since i moved to new jersey.

it is $15.99/8 oz.
i'm screwed.
but it's *yummy*

posted by zb @ 10:14 0 comments

and a thought from last night....
how can this be *so* right

walk on
music: U2, lyrics: bono

And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage that you can bring
Love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind...


when it takes us a month to move?

posted by zb @ 15:28 0 comments

i tend to communicate through lyrics.
other people's lyrics...
here's this morning in a nutshell (help! how did i get into this nutshell?)

beautiful day
music: U2, lyrics: bono

The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
But there's no room, no space to rent in this town
You're out of luck and the reason that you had to care,
The traffic is stuck and you're not moving anywhere.
You thought you'd found a friend to take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand in return for grace

It's a beautiful day, the sky falls
And you feel like it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road but you've got no destination
You're in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if it doesn't ring true
You've been all over and it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

Touch me, take me to that other place
Teach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
See the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colours came out

It was a beautiful day
Beautiful day
Don't let it get away

Touch me, take me to that other place
Reach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
You don't need it now, you don't need it now

Beautiful day

posted by zb @ 15:26 0 comments

well, then....
i have joined the realm of the semi-computer literate.... or sump'tin like that...

"What a night! What a show! What a city! Zooropa! Zooropa!! Zoooo-roooopaaaa!!!!"

And that, my dears, should describe it all.

If that quote means nothing to you - move on, nothing to see here, move right along now....

posted by zb @ 17:18 0 comments